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Chapter 124 【124】Nightmare after another

Jia Qiang dragged Liu Xianglian and Wang Lang through the big hole and escaped from the gate of the restaurant.

This scene stunned the onlookers and made them tremble with fright.

"What's with all that hair?"

"Is it haunted?"

"It's noon now, how can there be ghosts in broad daylight?"

"Let's run quickly!"

There were bursts of terrified screams in the crowd, and people ran around in panic like headless flies, wanting to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

There were also a dozen or so courageous people who continued to watch with a curiosity-seeking mentality.

However, those hairs did not stop growing, but like vines, they spread towards the people outside the restaurant.

Jia Qiang could not cut off so many hairs with only a long sword.

Moreover, these hairs seem to be able to regenerate infinitely, densely packed and mighty, converging into a black ocean,

Like a flood that opened the gate, it rushed out from the gate of the restaurant.

Those courageous onlookers were also pale with fright at this moment, and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Several people who were running slowly were dragged to the ground by their long hair wrapped around their ankles.

After a few breaths, he was completely swallowed by the ocean of hair.

Liu Xianglian and Wang Lang also followed Jia Qiang and ran wildly.

The three of them waved their weapons and slashed continuously, retreating while fighting.

At this time, the female ghost was standing in the hall on the first floor, and she did not rush to chase out the gate, but controlled the long hair to chase and kill the people outside.

In the next moment, the Formation Breaking Overlord Spear and Tianlong City Breaking Halberd flashed in Jia Qiang's hands.

At this time, the female ghost was about to chase out of the shopping mall, but suddenly found Jia Qiang flashing in front of her with a spear and a halberd.

The female ghost shuddered suddenly.

The terrifying coercion emanating from the Formation Breaking Overlord Spear and Tianlong City Breaking Halberd made the female ghost feel frightened and bewildered.

This is a fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

All ghosts, regardless of whether they know the Formation Breaking Overlord Spear and Tianlong Breaking City Halberd, will feel terrified when they see these two weapons.

It's like being suppressed by the blood.

The female ghost wanted to turn around and run away, but Jia Qiang swung her arm and threw the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd out.

The halberd precisely hit the back of the female ghost's neck, pinning her to the ground, unable to move.

The long hairs around were instantly shattered and turned into a black mist, which soon evaporated and disappeared.

Jia Qiang turned over on the bed and fell into another dream.

In a daze, he actually came to Tibet.

In an old alley in the northwest corner of Zhasai Town, Zexi City, Tibet.

It was almost midnight at this moment, and the residents in the entire alley were basically asleep.

Only a funeral shop at the end of the alley was still dimly lit.

There is a plaque with black characters on a white background hanging at the door of the funeral shop, with the words "Jia's Sky Burial Burial Shop" written on it.

Dozens of Tibetan robes and shrouds are hung on the wall of the house, and several transparent woven bags are placed along the base of the wall, and the bags are filled with colorful paper.

A horse is drawn on each piece of paper, and scriptures are written all over it. It is the wind horse paper used to throw into the sky during sky burials.

It is equivalent to the paper money scattered by Han people at funerals.

On the opposite wall are red, yellow and white hada shrouds, and black and white corpse ropes, which are used to wrap the corpse.

Dim yellow lights sprinkled on these funeral supplies, reflecting blurred shadows, making people feel panicked.

Jia Qiang stood under the weak light bulb in the living room, her lips were tightly pressed, her face was solemn, and her eyes were frightened and anxious.

He held a one foot long Tibetan knife in his left hand, and a stone ax in his right hand, and his eyes were fixed on the door.

"Is that thing coming tonight?"

Jia Qiang took a deep breath, trying to restrain her flustered heartbeat.

As a celestial burial master, he has long been used to seeing life and death.

Sky burial is a traditional burial method in Tibet, which refers to transporting the body to a designated place in the open air after death for vultures to devour.

But this morning, after Jia Qiang presided over the sky burial ceremony of a deceased person, a strange thing happened.

There is a rule in sky burial: go to double return single.

Since the places where sky burials are carried out are all built on hills, someone needs to carry the corpse to the hill.

Those responsible for moving the corpses must all be men.

The so-called "go double" means that when carrying the corpse up the mountain, including the corpse, the total number of people must be four or six, which is an even number.

And "return order" means that after the celestial burial is over, when one body is missing when returning, naturally there are only three or five people left, which is an odd number.

At four o'clock in the morning this morning, Jia Qiang presided over a sky burial for a deceased person. When descending the mountain with the other four funeral men, they had to pass through a section of uninhabited, rugged and narrow winding mountain road.

Under the pale moonlight, the figures of several people were projected on the mountain on the left, jumping and shaking with their steps.

According to the rules of sky burial, Jia Qiang walked at the back.

Suddenly, the young man walking in front of him pointed to the cliff on the left and exclaimed:
"Look, why is there an extra shadow?"

The voice came into Jia Qiang's ears accompanied by a gust of cold wind, he couldn't help shivering, and turned his head to look at the stone wall on the left.

"one two three four five six!"

After counting, there is really one more person!
Jia Qiang's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened suddenly, and a gloomy chill rushed from her tailbone to the top of her head.

A middle-aged man in front subconsciously wanted to look back.

Jia Qiang hurriedly stopped her: "Don't look back! Don't look back on the way back from the sky burial!"

The middle-aged man shivered and shrank his neck.

Not only him, but the bodies of the other three men were also trembling slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and weird.

Jia Qiang's scalp exploded, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if something was blowing cold air on his neck.

"Quick! Go fast!"

Jia Qiang's heart was beating wildly, and she urged in a low voice anxiously.

Probably hearing the panic in his voice, the four people in front quickened their pace one after another, as if fleeing for their lives, they ran back to the town in panic.

Jia Qiang ran back to her funeral shop without looking back, until she closed the door, her heart that had been hanging was slightly relaxed.

But his intuition told him that this matter might not be over yet!

He has been a celestial burial master for more than a year, and this is the first time he has encountered such a scary and strange thing.

What is basically certain is that the shadow following him should not be a zombie.

Because the deceased had already been chopped up by Jia Qiang during the sky burial and fed to the vultures.

It's not that Jia Qiang is cruel.

Sky burial is a burial where the deceased voluntarily hands over his body to the sky burial master to dismember, and then feeds it to the vulture, which is honored by Tibetans as the Holy Spirit "Dakini".

It imitates the behavior of "feeding the tiger with the body" and "feeding the meat to the eagle" in the Buddhist scriptures.

It can be regarded as a good deed of the deceased after the end of life.

Jia Qiang had cut the deceased into pieces with her own hands and fed them to the vultures, so that the corpse would not be able to turn into a zombie.

This morning, on the way back from the celestial burial, the shadow following him could only be a ghost!

(End of this chapter)